Lin Huang turned his head and saw Jun Qingcheng suddenly speaking, his eyes as cold as ice between his brows.

"Little girl, do you know the night watchman?"

Yang Xuangan looked curiously at the girl in red in front of him.

"Everyone can find the remnants of the demon sect and punish them!"

Jun Qingcheng said coldly, the sword in his hand blooming with brilliant light.

"The remnants of the demon sect?"

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan's face condensed, but he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled softly and continued: "It seems that you are not from the Eastern Spirit Realm, but you actually know that this king is a remnant of the Demon Sect!"

"but……"

Yang Xuangan gathered up the sleeves of his robe, stared at Jun Qingcheng as freely as a breeze, and said with a smile:

"Since I, the night watchman, have shouldered the sins of the whole world and been reviled by everyone in the world, I don't have many little girls like you... I'm just a remnant of the devil's sect, so what can I do?"

"But do you have a way to suppress this lake full of blood crows? If so, what if this remnant soul of my king is annihilated under your sword? But I don't know if this little girl alone can support the great cause of this world?

"

"If there is no other way, don't take action! I am a man who is going to die, so why would he want to die! Just take a good look at what are the remnants of the demon sect and what are the night watchmen!"

In the main hall, Jun Qingcheng frowned for the first time. The old and peaceful words in her ears made her hesitate.

I saw Yang Xuangan let out a roar, and the illusory whole body burst into endless light, piercing everyone present unable to open their eyes. They only felt that there was a power that did not belong to the human world, pouring out from Yang Xuangan's soul.

"This life is long, eight hundred years. My blood is soaked in the loess, and my corpse is turned into smoke and dust. Now, with the thought of my soul being scattered, I smile to suppress the evil spirits in the world, and respect my bright sun and moon flag!"

"Three hundred years later, Yang Xuangan, the night watchman, will suppress the evil spirits forever in the name of my immortality!"

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan's hoarse and old voice echoed like a bell in the main hall, like the mighty river and sea, like the roar of rocks, and like the roar of thunder. The hoarseness revealed the eternal desolation, and the oldness revealed the great righteousness of the ages!

On the blood lake, a wisp of Yang Xuangan's remnant soul began to burn violently, turning into drop-by-drop soul flowers and falling into the blood lake...

Squeak!

In the blood lake, the fearful screams of tens of thousands of blood crows suddenly rang out.

Gradually, there are more and more soul flowers.

Drop by drop.

Falling into the blood lake.

In the main hall, the pitiful cries of crows could be heard one after another, and the blood lake surged, setting off a manic evil spirit, but it was still difficult to break through the murderous fire of Yang Xuangan's soul.

Suddenly, Yang Xuangan turned to look at Lin Huang, deeply forgetting the latter's glance, and said with a smile:

"You can see through the power in the plaque, bring it here, and awaken my soul. It means that you and I are destined, and I hope that the Cross of Hell will not fall in your hands!"

As Yang Xuangan finished speaking, a point of light flew towards Lin Huang and disappeared into the latter's eyebrows...

Lin Huang's expression was startled, and he felt a complex mark suddenly pouring into his mind, mysterious and terrifying, revealing Xiao Xiao's murderous intention. When Lin Huang took a first look, he felt thousands of swords manifesting in front of his eyes, seemingly cutting off

The power of mountains and rivers.

Lin Huang suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, and blood came out of his mouth.

"Hahaha... You are a boy who doesn't even have the Tianyuan realm. Now you want to understand the Cross Yama, but you are still a little short of time. Practice hard. The day you break through the Tianyuan realm will be the day when you rise! It's a pity for me.

It’s a pity that I can’t see it anymore!”

Yang Xuangan laughed heartily.

Lin Huang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bowed respectfully to Yang Xuangan, "Thank you, senior, for preaching!"

"Pretentious, hypocritical...but I like it!"

Yang Xuangan snorted coldly, his soul burning even more fiercely.

"You dare!"

At this moment, Jiang Licheng's roar suddenly sounded in the hall. The latter looked at the blood crows that were gradually being annihilated in the blood lake, with a strong murderous look in his eyes.

Then, a long knife headed towards Yang Xuangan...

"I am a soul of nothingness. How can you, the little Lord Wu, destroy me!"

Yang Xuangan laughed, letting the knife penetrate his soul, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Do you really think that I can't do anything about the soul?"

Jiang Licheng raised his sword eyebrows and put his palms into the air. A bloody crow was slowly crawling out of his palms, making a shrill roar.

Blood Crow looked particularly excited as he stared at Yang Xuangan's remnant soul.

Yang Xuangan's face turned slightly solemn. The blood crow made him feel dangerous. Coupled with the previous killing of the Blood-clothed Marquis and the burning of most of his soul...

"Perhaps, I will subdue the remnant soul of a Martial King today!"

Jiang Licheng smiled, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Jiang Licheng!"

At this moment, Shen Qingshan in the main hall suddenly spoke. He walked out, looked at Jiang Licheng and smiled, saying:

"Master Xuanyuan asked me to bring you a message!"

"What?"

Jiang Licheng turned his head.

Shen Qingshan raised his eyebrows, holding a piece of letter paper between his fingertips. With a wave of his palm, the letter paper headed towards Jiang Licheng...

Before Jiang Licheng took the paper, the letter was burning violently in the void.

In the main hall, a voice like the roar of an overlord sounded:

"roll!"

Along with the roaring sound, an illusory golden gun appeared from the burning letter, like a backbone across the mountains and rivers, exuding monstrous murderous intent.

The gun radiated in all directions, covering up all the light in the hall, and the terrifying aura made everyone present unable to breathe.

Everyone's eyes widened, only to see the illusive golden gun trembling, like the setting sun on a long river, carrying the mountains and rivers as they collapsed, rapidly penetrating the void and heading towards Jiangli City.

Jiang Licheng looked horrified and ran away instantly...

boom!

With a bang, Jiang Licheng fled quickly, but was still pierced through the chest by the golden gun. The terrifying power of the golden gun burst out, instantly damaging the latter's internal organs.

Jiang Licheng vomited blood and raised his head, looking at the illusive golden gun on his chest with a pale face, an incredible look in his eyes.

Is the power of Xuanyuan Tibing so terrifying?

In the main hall, the heroes were also shocked. The spear intention hidden in the letter naturally came from Xuanyuan Tibing.

Everyone knew that Xuanyuan Tibing was unparalleled in strength, but they did not expect to be so powerful. With just a piece of paper, he was able to kill Jiang Licheng without the ability to fight back.

If Jiang Licheng hadn't been alert, he might have turned into a dead soul.

Xuanyuan raised his troops and indeed lived up to the name of the Dongling myth!

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan was stunned for a moment, then his face was filled with relief, and he burst out laughing, his soul almost burning.

As the embers of the paper dissipated, Xuanyuan Tibing's thunderous voice sounded again in the hall, "Xuanyuan Tibing, the 32nd generation descendant of the Xuanyuan family, is here to send Mr. Yang a respectful farewell. In the matter of Dongling, I have to raise my troops."

Suppress and kill! Don’t worry, Mr. Yang!”

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In the main hall, Yang Xuangan laughed heartily and vigorously.

His soul also gradually died in his laughter.

The blood crows all over the lake also died quickly under the terrifying soul karma fire, turning into ashes and disappearing between heaven and earth.

There is no more blood crow in the ancient tomb!

No more Yang Xuangan!

Lin Huang looked at the empty front, with mixed feelings in his heart, and an indescribable feeling of pressure. He never thought that a generation of King Wu would kill the blood crows all over the lake in this way.

The price of burning your soul is never to be reincarnated!

Shen Qingshan also had a solemn expression on his face. Facing this ending, he also felt a little heartbroken. Yang Xuangan finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

And his Xuanzi Army also lost two-thirds. Although they killed all the people in the Blood Spirit Palace and seriously injured Jiang Licheng, in his eyes, all these sacrifices were too great.

Boom!

At this moment, the first floor of the huge hall began to shake violently. Countless cracks appeared in the entire hall, extending like spider webs.

At the bottom of the hall, bright red magma also gushes out, emitting an extremely hot aura.

"The hall is going to collapse!"

Someone shouted in panic.

Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Looking at the violently shaking hall and the continuously gushing lava, they were all at a loss. Only now did they realize that there was no exit on the first floor of this huge hall.
To be continued...